After that night,
You drove me back home,
But the cameras were watching,
Like silent eyes, never alone.
We stood there for a moment,
Wondering what to do,
And you smiled,
A plan forming between us two.
We snuck around the side,
To find the window ajar,
Like a secret passageway,
Where everything felt bizarre.
You stayed for a while,
The silence thick with unspoken things,
And when it was time to leave,
I felt my heart pull at invisible strings.
There was a tension in the air,
Something heavy, something sweet,
I wanted to kiss you then,
But I couldn't move my feet.
I stood there,
Fighting the urge,
Afraid to cross that line,
But in my chest, a quiet surge,
Wishing you could read my mind.
And as you walked away,
I stayed frozen in place,
Wondering if next time,
I'd be brave enough to chase.
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Where Words Fall Short
PoetryA collection of poems that captures the depth of love where language falters. 'When Words Fall Short' is a tribute to the glances, quiet sighs, and unspoken bonds that speak louder than words-dedicated to the one who makes every moment timeless.
